This has definitely been a weird summer so far, but not a bad one. I'd met Mary, and things were going well with her, even though the first time we met ended up in a threesome in the pub bathroom, which had made me realise I was bi, plus I spied on her having a secret root with my dad's girlfriend. Oh, and my dad revealing he was bi too and had been having it off with his best mate Nubs for years.
Like I said, a weird one.
So all of that had gone down and now I was in the car on my way to an annual boys' camping trip. With me was Dad, Nubs, Nubs' son Simon and his mate Nicko. A lot of the drive was spent talking about footy, our lives, girlfriends (I told them about Mary, Simon was seeing some bird called Ashley) and just passing the time. I chimed in now and then but my brain could not stop focusing on the fact that Dad and Nubs were rolling around playing hide the sausage in their spare time.
I was still preoccupied by the thought while we set up the tents and got dinner ready. I was sharing the big tent with Nicko and Simon and Dad and Nubs were in the other.
Once the fire started going and a few beers in, I started to relax and get into things a bit more. I was feeling pretty alright by the time we all called it a night. I ended up in the middle of the tent, between Simon and Nicko. I passed out pretty quickly from the beers.
I woke up sometime later, no idea when, to a noise. It sounded like a grunting, groaning sound. At first I thought one of the lads was making sounds in his sleep, then I realised it sounded further away, like in the tent next to us where Dad and Nubs were.
"No way." I thought to myself, "Not with their sons in the tent right next to them." Then I thought about it some more- my old man had told me, had Nubs told Simon? And did they think we were alright with it now that we knew? I mean, I was alright with it, but knowing about it and hearing it are too different things. If I really was hearing it, that is. I strained my ears and could make out a wet, slurping sound, plus what sounded like Nubs whispering "Yeah mate, take it all."
Yep, I was hearing it.
I have to admit, the thought of Nubs getting a blowjob got my old fella stirring a bit. I tried to ignore my rising throbber for a while, but in the end it was too much for me. In the dark it was hard to make out if Nicko and Simon were asleep- both had their backs to me and were pretty still. Eventually I gave in, reached under the covers, and tried to have a very quiet tug.
About a minute later I heard a little sound noise from Nicko and saw his shoulder twitching. Was he doing the same thing as me? Between that and the sounds from next door I bust my nut fairly quickly, wiping it up with my t-shirt.
The next day I still couldn't get my head in the game- had I really heard dad and Nubs? Was Nicko really jacking off? Was I imagining the whole thing? I was all over the place. Just as well we were just fishing and hiking a bit, nothing that required a lot of brainpower.
Eventually bedtime rolled around. In my sleeping bag I pulled my shorts off and tried to listen out for more sex noises. Nothing, Eventually I fell asleep. Same as the night before, I woke up some time to hear groaning and slurping and even dad whispering "oh fuck" a few times. I instantly barred up and, checking the lads were still turned away from me, whipped the old fella out. Suddenly, Nicko rolled over. I snapped my eyes shut and pretended to be asleep. Turns out I shouldn't have bothered- I felt a hand wrap around my cock and start to wank me off.
So that answered a few questions about Nicko.
